I’ve been on the road a lot this last week. Or, on the rails, because I’ve used trains to move from one place to another. The means of transport isn’t important, the main thing is to travel, to keep on going.
And maybe get some time there you’re headed to.
On Wednesday I visited a friend in Sipoo, countryside just outside
It is said that summer makes Finnish people alive and I must agree with that. The long, dark and cold winter freezes our hearts and limbs and we need all our efforts merely to survive over the icy months. When the spring comes, we start to stretch our legs and arms, we lift our heads and gaze to the sky, and when the sun tells us the summer has come, we rip off our roots and fly through the air enthralled by the magic of feeling free. Feeling warm. Feeling alive.
I’m flying right now.